Текст песни Outta Alabama - Milk Geezy

Haaaaa, Yeeah
Woooh,aye
Geezy
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
Haaaaaaa

Marching with them bands, running up the check
Fuck the fame,I got the money, power, and respect
Smashin housewives but I ain′t talking Atlanta
They love this black ass nigga out of Alabama
Turn up, turn up,with the check
My foot on they neck
Fuck the clout,I got the money,power,and respect
Smashin housewives,I might be out in LA
They love the shit that this Alabama nigga say

I call Cleeze and tell him I need him, he said Okay
Say what you need, I say crab legs and old bay
Roadrunner Geezy, I can get it both ways
Big cake bitch, like everyday my birthday

Living life to the fullest, you know how we popping
Ov With this shit and can't nobody stop it
Niggas capping bout this shit,but we be really copping
We sending fire through the streets and can′t nobody stop us

Mixing Pink runtz with the Moonrock Aye
Drinking like Wiz Khalifa, Lemonade and Bombay
Gold wrist on me, looking like that Ace of Spades (Haaaa)
Bad fox with me, she jazzy like she LisaRaye (Ayyye)

I'm Marching with them bands, running up the check
Fuck the fame,I got the money, power, and respect
Smashin housewives but I ain't talking Atlanta
They love this black ass nigga out of Alabama
Turn up, turn up,with the check
My foot on they neck
Fuck the clout,I got the money,power, and respect
Smashin housewives,I might be out in L.A.
They love the shit that this Alabama nigga say

Geezy be all about his business,Fuck association
If you ain′t out here chasing checks,you probably out here hating
Don′t wanna see a nigga eat,a croissant or a bagel
That dough make biscuits, Ima provide for the label

Big Bagz shawty but Nalw bitch this ain't Yo
It′s Milk Geezy out that three fifty sixty four
I might take one off and three sixty four
Driving them cars like Mario Cart N sixty four

Seventy five to twenty I got highway flow
Running up checks,I just hope we get to spend it though
I brought them bands out, like it's the Battle of the Bands
Or Magic City Classic, How my old school stands (Stands)

I′m Marching with them bands, running up the check
Fuck the fame,I got the money,power, and respect
Smashin housewives but I ain't talking Atlanta
They love this black ass nigga out of Alabama
Turn up, turn up with the check
My foot on they neck
Fuck the clout,I got the money,power, and respect
Smashin housewives,I might be out in L.A
They love the shit that this Alabama nigga say